Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Mergers & Acquisitions: The Virtual Tour

Shannon Pearce is an acquisitions specialist who helps
businesses buy other businesses. Her latest project has left her fantasizing
about her provocative client with nothing but BOB to ease her ache. After
closing the deal successfully she is faced with another proposition of a very
personal nature.

Dalton Granger can’t get his
very sexy acquisition specialist out of his head. For weeks he has been
tormented by the idea of not only having her in his bed, but at his mercy. What
dom doesn’t fantasize about a sensual, submissive woman? But, can she let go
long enough to relax and give him the control he craves? If she does, will she
dance along the edge of passion with him and push her own boundaries?

Alone with the person who
occupied too much of her thoughts Shannon prepared herself for the final
onslaught of Dalton Granger’s potent sexuality. The man exuded confidence and
lust, filling the air around him with an aphrodisiac of the finest quality.

“Congratulations, Mr. Granger.
You made an excellent buy.” She focused on collecting the documents to be filed
with the Securities and Exchange Commission to document the purchase of
DiGiCode, a publicly traded company. Stock prices would go through the roof
once the market opened on Monday morning.

“I did indeed. I know a good
thing when I see it.” The deep resonance of his voice worked its way past her
protective layers of clothing to twist and pull at her nipples, as though his
fingers danced across her skin. How the hell did he do that?

Clutching her paperwork to her
chest as a shield, she looked at him. Really looked at him. His dark brown hair
and black walnut eyes made for an intimidating pairing, heightened by his
physical mass. At six-foot-one or maybe two, Dalton existed as a superior
specimen of the male form. Under the finely tailored suits he favored, he hid a
body in excellent shape. The one time she’d gotten a hint of his masculine
perfection had come the day before when her stiletto snagged in a grate on the
street as they walked to lunch. She tottered, sure to collide with the
unforgiving pavement. Instead the iron bands of his arms snaked out to catch
her, pulling her hard against his muscled chest. She’d gasped in shock, from
both the near miss and the current of desire winging through her from the close
contact.

Before, she’d relied on her
imagination in her fantasies of the compelling man. Now, she had a wealth of
sensory data to put to erotic use. Last night her dreams had included powerful
biceps, a well-muscled chest, and the man’s scent. Whatever cologne he wore
should be traded as liquid gold on the market. The fresh, clean smell
devastated a girl’s senses and played hell on her concentration.

Hence the long, drawn out
silence as he ate her up with his eyes. Without a doubt, he made her feel like
a good thing. “It would seem that way. Well, I’m sure you are eager to go
celebrate your purchase.”

She edged around the formidable
threat to her good intentions. Two steps from escape, he reached out and
grabbed her upper arm. Her body ignited. The crotch of her thong soaked
through, verging on saturation. Her nipples poked through the delicate blouse
as though they could escape their confinement. Her toes curled in her high
heels. All that, and he hadn’t even kissed her.

Excerpt
#2 (Hot!)

She jerked away and lowered her
gaze to the object of her lust.

“Place your hands behind your
back and hold one wrist. It takes great trust to allow someone to bind you
physically so we will play with some mental bondage for now. If you move your
arms from where they are now, you will earn five swats on your bare backside.
Are we clear?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. How are you doing,
Shannon? Are you feeling okay with everything so far?”

“I think so. Thank you for
asking, Sir.”

“You’re welcome. Now, suck my
cock until I come in your tempting little mouth.” He pulled her forward until
the head bumped against her lips.

She swiped at the tip with her
tongue to gather his taste. The salty freshness coated her taste buds and made
her want more. Leaning into him, she drew in the head and eased down his
length. He hit the back of her throat, but there remained more to take. She
wanted all of him. She pushed forward until the glans shoved against her throat
and she choked.

“Easy. If you swallow and relax
as you bear down, you should be able to take the rest in.”

She advanced again, following
his direction. He slipped into the upper section of her esophagus, stretching
it with a tight almost burning sensation that couldn't be described as painful.
More like mild discomfort. And, to her satisfaction, he fit entirely in her
mouth. She retreated to gather a breath and then repeated the motion.

He groaned and drove even
deeper. “God damn. Take it all,” he demanded as he pumped his hips into her
face. She needed to back away, but he had his fingers tangled in her hair,
holding her in place. Pinned between his crotch and his grasp he controlled
her. Letting her face come up he withdrew and allowed her to inhale. “Again,
baby. That felt so fucking good.”

Despite the tears streaming
from her eyes, she wanted to give him the pleasure he requested. There was no
time to examine why, but some need to please him had her opening her jaw and
taking him again. He slid balls deep again and fucked her face with his palm on
her head. Periodically he would let her up to pant, until she incorporated the
suction she had once read about.

After she included the nuance,
he cried out, “Oh, fuck yeah. I’m going to come, baby.”

His balls drew up against her
chin as he ground into her then he pistoned in and out as he exploded in her
mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but a glop dribbled down her chin.
She scooped it up and licked it off her fingers.

His breath caught.

Shit. She had moved her hands.
Quick as she could, she locked the free arm behind her back where the other
remained.

“I’m
torn. While watching you lap my cum off your fingers is one of the most erotic
things I have ever watched, I now owe you a punishment by the terms of our
agreement.”

Author
Biography and Contact Information

Sorcha Mowbray is a mild
mannered office worker by day…okay, so she is actually a mouthy, opinionated,
take charge kind of gal who bosses everyone around; but she definitely works in
an office. At night she writes romance so hot she sets the sheets on fire! Just
ask her slightly singed husband.

She is a longtime lover of
historical romance, having grown up reading Johanna Lindsey and Judith
McNaught. Then she discovered Thea Devine and Susan Johnson. Holy cow! Heroes and
heroines could do THAT? From there, things devolved into trying her hand at
writing a little smexy. Needless to say, she liked it and she hopes you do too!

3.I
have a group blog with seven other writers and a book reviewer called Silken
Sheets & Seduction.

4.I
love a good action flick.

5.I
did not receive the domestic goddess gene—I must have missed that line.

Summer Seduction Blog
Hop

By the way, in August Silken Sheets
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